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Charlie Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
I can't believe it.
She must think I'm the most stupid person alive.
Come on, Charlie Brown.
I'll hold the ball and you kick it.
Hold it? Ha!
You'll pull it away and I'll land flat on my back
and kill myself.
But Charlie Brown, it's Thanksgiving.
What's that got to do with anything?
Well, one of the greatest traditions we have
is the Thanksgiving Day football game.
And the biggest, most important tradition of all
is the kicking off of the football.
Is that right?
Absolutely. Come on, Charlie Brown.
It's a big honor for you.
Well, if it's that important,
a person should never turn down a big honor.
Maybe I should do it.
Besides, she wouldn't try to trick me
on a traditional holiday.
This time I'm gonna kick that football clear to the moon.
[SCREAMING]
Isn't it peculiar, Charlie Brown,
how some traditions just slowly fade away?
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What's the matter, big brother?
Nothing.
I was just checking the mail box.
What did you expect? A turkey card?
Holidays always depress me.
I know what you mean.
I went down to buy a turkey tree
and all they have are things for Christmas.
For Christmas? Already?
Anyway, why should I give thanks on Thanksgiving?
What have I got to be thankful for?
All it does is make more work for us at school.
Do you know what--? What we have to do now?
We have to write an essay on Stanley Miles.
You mean "Miles Standish."
I can't keep track of all those people.
What's all the commotion?
We've got another holiday to worry about.
It seems Thanksgiving Day is upon us.
I haven't even finished eating all my Halloween candy.
Sally, Thanksgiving is a very important holiday.
Ours was the first country in the world
to make a national holiday to give thanks.
Isn't he the cutest thing?
What are you gonna do on Thanksgiving,
Charlie Brown?
My mother and dad and Sally and I
are all going over to my grandmother's for dinner.
Why don't you come along, Linus?
We could hold hands under the table.
[CRIES OUT]
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
Hi, Chuck. This is Peppermint Patty.
How you been, Chuck?
Okay, I guess.
PATTY [ON PHONE]: Do you kind of miss me, Chuck?
Well, I, uh...
That's okay, Chuck.
I know you probably can't talk because someone's listening.
We'll keep these intimate things to ourselves, okay, Chuck?
CHARLIE [ON PHONE]: Well, I, uh...
Listen, I really have a treat for you.
My dad's been called out of town.
He said I can go to your house
and share Thanksgiving with you, Chuck.
Well, I, uh...
I don't mind inviting myself over,
because I know you kind of like me, Chuck.
Well, I, uh...
Okay, that's a date. See you soon, you sly devil.
Oh, brother.
Now what?
Peppermint Patty's coming to Thanksgiving dinner.
We won't even be home.
[RINGING]
Hello?
PATTY [ON PHONE]: Hi, Chuck.
Listen, I have even greater news.
Remember that great kid, Marcie?
Sure.
I just talked to her
and she kind of would like to see you again.
Her folks said it would be okay if she joined us.
So you can count on two for dinner, Chuck.
But I just don't know.
This will be okay with your folks, won't it, Chuck?
CHARLIE [ON PHONE]: Well, the problem is--
Don't worry, we won't make any problems.
We'll help clean up the dishes and everything.
Just save me a drumstick and the neck, okay, Chuck?
See you, Chuck.
How do I always get into these things?
Now she's bringing Marcie too.
It's your own fault because you're so wishy-washy.
[RINGING]
Hello?
Hey, guess who just walked in over here. It's Franklin.
I told him about the big turkey party you're having
and he's sure his folks will let him come.
Hey, Chuck, this is gonna be the biggest bash of the year.
See you.
I think I'm losing control of the whole world.
Now what's wrong?
Now she's bringing Franklin too.
Peppermint Patty has invited herself, Marcie, and Franklin
over for Thanksgiving dinner
and I'm not even going to be home.
I'm going to be at my grandmother's.
Why don't you just call her back and explain it to her?
You can't explain anything to Peppermint Patty
because you never get to say anything.
I'm doomed.
Three guests for Thanksgiving
and I'm not even going to be home.
Peppermint Patty will hate me for the rest of my life.
What time are you going over to your grandmother's,
Charlie Brown?
We're supposed to be there by 4:30.
Okay, that makes it easy. You simply have two dinners.
You cook the first one yourself for your friends
and then you go to your grandmother's with your family
for the second one.
I can't cook a Thanksgiving dinner.
All I can make is cold cereal and maybe toast.
That's right, I've seen you make toast.
You can't butter it, but maybe we could help you.
Snoopy, you go out to the garage and get a table
that we can set up in the back yard.
[VINCE GUARALDI'S "LITTLE BIRDIE" PLAYING]
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ Why do you fly Upside down? ♪
♪ It's amazing ♪
♪ That's the way You get around ♪
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ Why you worry Like you do? ♪
♪ Don't you worry Just do what you can do ♪
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ You just fascinate you so ♪
♪ And your friend there ♪
♪ Life can show you What he knows ♪
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ He don't mind The way he should ♪
We don't have any time to play, Snoopy.
Please get some chairs around the table.
♪ He needs watchin' ♪
♪ That's when you know He'll be good ♪
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ Can't your friend Do nothing right? ♪
♪ It just seems now ♪
♪ All he wants to do is fight ♪
♪ Little birdie ♪
♪ Look at what He's trying to do ♪
♪ It's so easy ♪
♪ That he don't know What to do ♪
What are we going to wear
to this big Thanksgiving party, sir?
And what time do we go?
Well, kid, I'm gonna go like this.
Old Chuck is pretty cool about dates.
He always wears that striped shirt of his.
I just talked to Charlie Brown.
He said dinner will be served a little earlier.
Great, we're ready.
Do you think I should wear a tie?
No, you can come as you are, Franklin.
Old Chuck won't mind.
Besides, he didn't say it was formal.
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Okay, Snoopy, that's pretty good.
Come on inside. We need some help with the food.
[♪♪♪]
[TWITTERING]
[RUMMAGING]
[♪♪♪]
[TWITTERING]
[TWITTERING]
[CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY]
[SCREECHING INDISTINCTLY]
[SCREECHING INDISTINCTLY]
[WOODSTOCK CHUCKLING]
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[DOOR OPENS]
What? Oh, hi, Snoopy. Come on in.
Snoopy, how can you serve the food
in that ridiculous outfit?
How about your chef's hat?
Come on, Snoopy.
We don't have any time for this playing around.
The guests will be here pretty soon,
so please get ready to help serve them.
[SIGHS]
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[DOORBELL DINGS]
Hi, Chuck.
Hi, Peppermint Patty.
Hi, Franklin. Hi, Marcie.
Hi, Chuck.
[THUDING]
Are we going to have a prayer? It's Thanksgiving, you know.
Before we're served, shouldn't we say grace?
In the year 1621,
the pilgrims held their first Thanksgiving feast.
They invited the great Indian chief Massasoit
who brought 90 of his brave Indians
and a great abundance of food.
Governor William Bradford and Captain Miles Standish
were honored guests.
Elder William Brewster, who was a minister,
said a prayer that went something like this:
"We thank God for our homes and our food,
"and our safety in a new land.
"We thank God for the opportunity
to create a new world for freedom and justice."
Amen.
What's this? A piece of toast? A pretzel stick? Popcorn?
What blockhead cooked all this?
What kind of a Thanksgiving dinner is this?
Where's the turkey, Chuck?
Don't you know anything about Thanksgiving dinners?
Where's the mashed potatoes? Where's the cranberry sauce?
Where's the pumpkin pie?
You were kind of rough on Charlie Brown,
weren't you, sir?
Rough? Look at this.
Is this what you call a Thanksgiving Day dinner?
Did we come across town for this?
We were supposed to be served a real Thanksgiving dinner.
Now, wait a minute, sir.
Did he invite you here to dinner,
or did you invite yourself and us too?
Gee, I never thought of it like that.
Do you think I hurt old Chuck's feelings?
I bet I hurt his feelings, huh?
Golly, why can't I act right outside of a baseball game?
Marcie, maybe you can go to old Chuck
and patch things up for me.
Maybe you can tell him how I really feel.
Tell him that I didn't mean it the way it sounded.
Marcie, you can do it.
Go see him and tell him I really like him,
and that the dinner is okay with me.
Well, I don't know, but I'll try.
I think maybe you should go to Chuck and tell him yourself.
No, Marcie, I'll just ruin everything.
You know I'm too brusque and rough.
You go and speak for me.
Well, okay.
This is not unlike another famous Thanksgiving episode.
Do you remember the story of John Alden,
and Priscilla Mullins, and Captain Miles Standish?
This isn't like that one at all.
Don't feel bad, Chuck.
Peppermint Patty didn't mean all those things she said.
Actually, she really likes you.
I don't feel bad for myself.
I just feel bad
because I ruined everyone's Thanksgiving.
But Thanksgiving is more than eating, Chuck.
You heard what Linus was saying out there.
Those early pilgrims were thankful
for what had happened to them,
and we should be thankful too.
We should just be thankful for being together.
I think that's what they mean by "Thanksgiving,"
[DOOR OPENS]
Psst. Come here.
See you later, Charles.
"Charles"?
He's all yours, Priscilla.
"Priscilla"?
"Priscilla"?
Apologies accepted, Chuck old boy?
Sure.
There's enough problems in the world already, Chuck,
without these stupid misunderstandings.
Let's not play lovers' games, Chuck.
I agree.
You're holding my hand, Chuck, you sly dog.
[BONGING]
Good grief, it's 4:00.
We're supposed to be at Grandmother's house
for Thanksgiving by 4:30.
I better talk to her and explain my dilemma.
Hello? Grandma?
This is Chuck-- Uh, I mean, Charlie Brown.
We're gonna be a little late.
You see, I invited a few friends over and they're still here.
[GRANDMOTHER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON PHONE]
Well, it's just Linus and a girl named Marcie,
and a girl named Peppermint Patty--
She's a great baseball player. --and a boy named Franklin.
[GRANDMOTHER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON PHONE]
No, ma'am, they haven't eaten.
As a matter of fact, they've let me know that
in no uncertain terms.
[GRANDMOTHER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON PHONE]
What? You mean it?
Hey, Peppermint Patty, great news.
[♪♪♪]
We're all invited to Charlie Brown's grandmother's
for Thanksgiving dinner.
[ALL CHEERING]
[ENGINE STARTS]
Isn't there an old song that goes:
"Over the hills and through the woods
to Grandmother's house we go"?
Sure, only this is the way it goes:
♪ Over the river And through the woods ♪
♪ To grandmother's house we go ♪
♪ The horse knows a way To carry the sleigh ♪
♪ Through white And drifted snow ♪
♪ Over the river And through the woods ♪
♪ Oh, how the wind does blow ♪
♪ It stings the toes And bites the nose ♪
♪ As over the ground we go ♪
Well, there's only one thing wrong with that.
What's that, Charlie Brown?
My grandmother lives in a condominium.
[♪♪♪]
[CLATTERING]
[POWER SAW WHIRRING]
[CLUNKING]
[RATCHETING]
[TWITTERS]
[♪♪♪]
[TWITTERS]
NARRATOR: Date: September 6th, 1620.
Just 128 years since Columbus discovered America.
The place: The harbor of Plymouth in England.
A tiny ship called the Mayflower
is being boarded by 102 people.
There are 70 men and women,
32 children, a handful of *** and hens and pets,
and a dog.
Some of the voyagers are people whom today we call Pilgrims.
They are leaving their homeland
to seek more religious freedom in the New World.
Some of the passengers, known as strangers,
are merely seeking wealth in the new land.
Some are indentured servants,
and the rest are the crew who will sail the Mayflower.
The Pilgrims have a contract with English merchants
who will finance the journey.
The Pilgrims and the merchants will share any profits
from the new settlement.
This, however, is a most dangerous undertaking.
The voyagers realize that their very lives are at risk.
They must cross the treacherous
North Atlantic in a very small ship.
The journey will take many weeks on the open sea.
Men, women and children will be traveling
in unbelievably crowded conditions
sharing what little space there is with the precious cargo.
The voyagers will hardly have any room
in which to sleep and eat,
let alone move about.
Many will be leaving loved ones behind.
And even if they survive this dangerous crossing,
they will arrive at a virtual wilderness.
However, their belief in God,
their desire for freedom from religious persecution,
and their dreams of creating
a new world for future generations
all make their life-threatening journey a risk worth taking.
Their adventures will change the course of American history.
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For the first weeks, there are favorable winds.
The Mayflower makes steady progress across the sea.
[CHIRPS]
Unfortunately, even in good weather,
the conditions aboard ship are miserable.
There are no sanitary provisions
and very little privacy.
Some have to sleep on straw on the floors.
Some onboard get violently seasick.
The children,
ranging in age from a few months old to 15,
were restless.
After the first few weeks of favorable winds,
the North Atlantic Ocean finally turns
its full fury on the tiny Mayflower.
[WOODSTOCK YELPING]
Damaging crosswinds and violent storms
continue straining the Mayflower
to the breaking point.
The passengers are forced to stay inside
in the foul-smelling cabins.
I'm not feeling well, Linus.
I'm not either, Charlie Brown.
How much farther do we have to go?
I'm not sure.
I think someone said we're about halfway.
Oh, no.
Come on, Charlie Brown, shape up.
You can't let this little wind bother you.
[RUMBLING]
The storm has become so violent
that the crew is forced to haul the ship,
to go to short sail, or practically no sail at all.
This keeps the sails from ripping apart.
But now the Mayflower is like a cork
bobbing up and down helpless on the great ocean.
[SCREAMING]
Come on! Hurry! Hurry!
Over here!
What was all the yelling about on deck?
They just saved John Howland's life.
The storm blew him overboard.
Oh, no.
And now there's another problem.
Now what?
We may have to return to England.
Turn back? Are they crazy?
After all we've been through?
The storm damaged one of the main beams amidships.
The beam is cracked and bowed.
So why can't they fix it?
Why can't we just go on?
Some of the crew think that our ship
has already taken too much of a beating.
At least if we turn and head for home,
the winds will be at our back.
What's going to become of us, Linus?
Well, I think it's up to Captain Jones.
He's the captain. Let him tell us.
Captain, we can't risk all these lives.
We must turn back.
If we can fix that beam, we will go on.
We've come too far to turn back now.
NARRATOR: After many hours of debate,
a great jackscrew forces the sprung main beam
back into place.
There it is secured to the timbers.
A post is placed under the main beam to brace it.
The Mayflower's Captain Jones has faith in his ship.
And the Pilgrims have faith in their God.
And they all decide to further risk their lives
to reach the New World.
The date is November 9th, 1620. It is daybreak.
Do you miss England?
I really miss my grandmother and grandfather.
Boy, I really miss my friends.
I wonder if there'll be any children in the New World.
My mother and father seemed worried.
This must be a really dangerous trip.
How long have we been on this ship, Linus?
This is our 65th day, Charlie Brown.
Good grief.
Nine weeks.
I'm gonna have a long talk with whoever planned this trip.
Do you think we're going to make it, Linus?
I hardly have any strength left.
Charlie Brown, we have to keep faith.
A bath and some new clothes wouldn't hurt either.
A lot of the others are starting to give up.
They don't think we'll ever get there.
We have to get there.
Why is that, Lucy?
Because I have to lodge all my complaints
about this terrible trip.
[CRIES OUT]
[TWITTERS]
[TWITTERING]
Land, ho! Land, ho!
[SAILORS CHEERING]
MAN 2: Land, ho!
[ALL CHEERING]
We made it, Charlie Brown. We made it.
We did it, Lucy, we did it.
We crossed the great ocean.
Just point me to the suggestion box.
I've got a few choice words for the captain of this ship.
Good grief.
NARRATOR: The Mayflower has arrived.
The date: November 9th, 1620.
She first sights land 65 days
and 2750 miles from Plymouth, Devon.
The average speed: two miles per hour.
Two days later,
on November 11th at 6:30 in the morning,
they made their first landing
at what today we call Provincetown Harbor.
Because they have no charter or rules for the wilderness
that stands before them,
the Pilgrims write an historic agreement
which will eventually be called the Mayflower Compact.
It establishes the plans
for making the laws in the future.
After an unsuccessful attempt
to navigate further south,
the Mayflower returns to Provincetown Harbor.
The first group of men
prepares to leave the ship
and explore their new home.
All the bone-weary passengers
hope and pray that the worst is behind them.
Of the original 102 passengers,
101 arrive.
Two having died in the crossing and one baby having been born.
How many of these people
will survive a winter in the wilderness
is still in grave doubt.
For the first few days
the weary travelers have some relief.
Clothes can be washed onshore
for the first time in two months.
Juniper trees supply kindling to fuel fires aboard ship.
[COUGHING]
The smoke from the fires
rids the Mayflower of its terrible smells.
Fish and fowl provide desperately needed food.
Even great whales leaping all around the ship
seemed to welcome the newcomers.
But during the next four weeks
the Pilgrims have one disappointment after another.
A small group of men explores the nearby wilderness,
but is unable to find
a suitable place for a settlement.
[ANIMALS GRUNTING AND HOWLING]
Wild animals scream out in the night.
Many of the passengers,
most of whom are still cooped up on the Mayflower,
start to become ill.
[SOBBING]
The few explorers on land
desperately look for any sign of life.
Any sign of friendly Indians who might help them survive.
Then suddenly one day...
PILGRIM 1: Look, over there.
Four, five, six Indians and a dog.
[DOG BARKING]
Put down your muskets. Let's see if they'll talk.
Let's walk slowly toward them. Smile.
Show them we don't wanna harm them.
PILGRIM 2: Oh, no. They're running away.
They must be afraid.
Quickly, we must chase after them.
NARRATOR: The explorers tried to find the Indians,
going at least 10 miles inland,
but the Indians have vanished.
[PILGRIMS SNORING]
[OWL HOOTING]
By the end of the fourth week,
the explorers are near exhaustion.
They planned to return to the Mayflower the next day.
A few days later, the Mayflower set sail
for a more hospitable harbor
discovered earlier by the small band of explorers.
Several passengers have died
during the stay at Provincetown,
which the Mayflower leaves on November 15.
They lay anchor in Plymouth on November 16th.
On land they discover a miracle.
Much land has been cleared. Probably by some Indians.
Though again, there are no Indians in sight.
[ALL CHEERING]
There is much land suitable for planting crops.
And much land on which to start building their settlement.
A week after arrival,
they start building their common house.
But at this moment of high hopes,
tragedy starts to stalk the Pilgrims.
The three months of forced confinement
aboard the Mayflower starts to take its toll.
The harsh winter, freezing snowstorms,
beat down on the Pilgrims.
At least half of the adults lay sick or dying.
Only six or seven adults
are ever well enough at one time
to carry on the daily work.
The Mayflower becomes a hospital ship.
When the common house is finally finished,
it too becomes a hospital.
Miraculously, the 30 children survive.
And many of them must take on the chores of their elders.
All right, everybody, listen up.
These will be your chores for today.
Charlie Brown and Linus,
you get the wintergreen and the checkerberries.
Peppermint Patty and Marcie, you get the kindling.
Snoopy and Woodstock, you get the drinking water.
Sally and I will try to patch up some of these clothes.
Everyone be back here within two hours.
And who put you in charge, Lucille?
Captain Miles Standish, that's who.
People with pretty faces are always put in charge.
Linus, do you think we're all going to die?
We have to have faith, Charlie Brown.
We just have to do the best we can each day.
I'm really scared.
It seems we're losing one or two people every day now.
They're starting to build the first houses.
Captain Standish says if we can just make it until spring
we have a chance.
Do you think we have enough berries? I'm freezing.
I think we should collect some more, Charlie Brown.
[CROWS CAWING]
On the other hand, maybe we do have enough.
[WOLF HOWLING]
I'm afraid of the wolves, sir.
Forget the wolves, Marcie.
I'm afraid of the Indians, sir.
[THUNDER CRASHES]
Besides, we haven't seen any since we landed in this harbor.
I'm afraid of the storm, sir.
Forget the storms, Marcie.
What makes you so brave, sir?
People with big noses are naturally brave.
Yow! Sir, there's a snake.
[CRIES OUT]
[PANTING]
We can stop running now, sir.
Why is that?
I made it up, sir.
There really wasn't a snake.
Marcie!
But thank you, sir.
For what?
I'm not afraid anymore.
Why is that?
The way we ran away from that snake,
I think we can outrun anything alive.
Marcie, you are weird.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
We sure are lucky
to have Captain Standish as our military leader,
even if he isn't one of us Pilgrims.
That's for sure.
He helps with the building, he nurses the sick.
He's even going to train us to defend ourselves.
Defend ourselves from what?
The Indians.
We know they're out there somewhere
and they can attack us any day.
I hope they don't attack today.
Why today?
I haven't finished the wash yet.
NARRATOR: By the end of February,
two and a half months after landing at Plymouth,
no Indians have been seen,
but the combination of a terrible winter
and lack of nutritious food,
and necessary medical supplies, has been devastating.
Half of the original 102 passengers have died.
Only 20 adults and 30 children have survived.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
As the winter continues through the first days of March,
nothing less than a miracle is needed
to save the few survivors.
The strong faith of the surviving Pilgrims
is just about all they have left.
Even Captain Miles Standish has been heard saying
that time may be running out on the survivors.
In early March,
the survivors must make a decision.
Shall they return to England on the Mayflower,
or shall they try to survive in the wilderness?
And then, a miracle.
Look, Linus. He's not carrying any weapons.
Welcome, Englishmen.
My name's Samoset.
My people welcome you to our land.
PILGRIM 1: He speaks English.
Welcome, Englishman.
Welcome. And who might you be?
My name's Samoset.
My people welcome you to our land.
But how--?
How in the world do you know our language?
English fishermen, many miles north of this place.
English fishermen teach me speak and fur traders too.
Can you please tell us why this land has been cleared?
And who cleared it?
We have seen no one.
This land is land of Pawtuxet tribe.
They cleared land here.
But where are they?
All dead. Terrible plague.
All died here four year ago.
Everyone died?
Yes, young man. Except for one man.
His name Squanto.
He speak better English.
I bring him to you in two sunrises.
NARRATOR: While the Pilgrims can hardly believe their eyes and ears,
Samoset tells them about their surrounding wilderness.
Two days later, Samoset returns with the Indian Squanto.
The Pilgrims were not only astounded by his good English,
but also by the story of his life.
I was kidnapped from my land here
by Englishmen many years ago.
They took me to Spain,
but some friendly monks helped me to escape to England.
I served a wonderful man who also had me learn English.
And that man finally gave me my freedom
to sail back here to my land.
Squanto, we need much help.
Many of our people have died.
Many of us feel we should return to England this very month.
Is there any way you can help us?
Ah, this land is the home of my people.
I am the last of our tribe.
I wish to remain here if you so wish it too.
Linus, it's a miracle.
Let's hope so, Charlie Brown.
Throughout March and April,
Squanto teaches the Pilgrims the heritage of his fathers.
I am going to teach you how to plant maize,
and we will start by catching some fish.
What do fish have to do with planting corn?
This is the time of year that the fish swim upstream.
Look, Linus. Hundreds of fish.
[CHUCKLES] Yes.
They are called alewives.
What about the corn planting?
First, we will catch them and then I will show you.
Now, you remember what I told you
about the best time to plant corn?
You said we should plant the corn
when the oak leaves are the size of a mouse's ear.
SQUANTO: It is time to plant.
Now, we'll dig the earth into 6-foot squares
and heap the earth into small hills.
Now put in two or three kernels of corn in each hill.
And now we place the fish around the seed.
We do?
We call this food for the plants.
It makes the soil better.
NARRATOR: The next six months pass quickly.
There are no more deaths.
And seven more one-room homes are completed.
Many months before, Samoset and Squanto
had introduced the Pilgrims
to the great Indian chief Massasoit,
who ruled the Indians of the region.
Chief Massasoit and the Pilgrims
have signed a treaty of friendship
and of mutual assistance.
A treaty that will last for over half a century.
And finally, in September and October,
the most bountiful harvest
the Pilgrim farmers had ever seen.
Chief Massasoit brings 90 of his Indian tribe
to join the 50 Pilgrims for a feast of Thanksgiving.
May we first have a moment of silence for our beloved souls
who passed on during our first months on these shores.
And now whosoever wishes to give thanks,
please speak out.
We thank the Lord for our bountiful harvest.
We give thanks for our new homes and our good health.
Thank you for giving us Samoset and Squanto
and the great chief, Massasoit.
And we thank you, chief, for our treaty of friendship.
And we wish you many years of good health.
Linus, we have so much to be thankful for.
And now it's time for the celebration to begin.
[♪♪]
[PLAYING UPBEAT SONG]
There are still a few of your customs
that I do not understand.
[♪♪]
Don't tell me I've grown accustomed to that face.
[YAWNS]
[SNORING]
You never know how Beethoven is going to affect someone.
[♪♪♪]
Disgraceful.
Dance, dance, dance.
If you keep on hanging around
with that stupid dog, Linus,
you'll end up just as worthless as he is.
You'll be nothing.
Do you hear me?
You'll be nothing.
Five hundred years from now,
who'll know the difference?
[SIGHS]
Youth never listens.
Did anyone ever tell you
you have pretty eyes, Schroeder?
Musicians get unnerved
when-- When you tell them they have pretty eyes.
Schroeder,
do piano players make a lot of money?
Money?
Who cares about money?
This is art.
This is great music I'm playing,
and playing great music is an art.
Do you hear me? An art.
Art. Art. Art. Art. Art.
You fascinate me.
I'll bet I know something you don't know.
What's that?
[♪♪♪]
Beethoven now comes in spraycans.
Schroeder, I think it's disgraceful
the way Lucy bothers you.
And she's always asking everyone,
"Why does he have to play that stupid piano?"
I think that's terrible.
Incidentally, why do you always
have to play this stupid piano?
What are you doing here?
Who wants to know?
Maybe I just like music.
Do you like Beethoven?
What?
If you're gonna hang around here,
you've gotta like Beethoven.
All right, but I'll just have a small glass.
You blew it, kid.
[♪♪♪]
Blech.
What's the matter, Sally?
Why are you angry?
I'm mad.
I'm mad at the whole world.
Are you mad at everybody in the whole world?
I'm mad at everybody.
How about all the trees and all the flowers?
I'm mad at them too.
I'm mad at everything.
Are you mad at the sky? And the stars?
Are you mad at the ground?
Are you mad at all the rocks?
Are you mad at the cars and--? And buildings
and TV and circuses
and roller skates and bracelets?
You didn't mention jump ropes.
Oh, are you mad at jump ropes too?
I'm especially mad at stupid jump ropes.
Oh, but I love you, Linus.
No matter what I do,
Schroeder won't notice me.
I've found out
that the only way to attract older men
is to flatter them.
They really like to be flattered.
They really seem to need it.
Well, maybe you're right.
Argh!
You're cute, you know that?
You're so cute,
I think I'm gonna give you a big hug
and a kiss on the nose.
That's real concentration.
Do you know what love is?
Love, a noun.
To be fond of.
A strong affection for or attachment
or devotion to a person
or persons.
On paper he's great.
I guess I'm the kind of person
who is kind of hard to get to know.
My personality doesn't lie right on the surface.
The real me is deep.
But I'm well worth all the time
it takes to understand me.
In other words,
to know me is to love me.
Ugh!
I can't stand it.
[SIGHS]
That Schroeder is as wishy-washy
as you, Charlie Brown.
He won't ever commit himself to anything.
Why is it that boys
never wanna commit themselves?
All it would take to make me happy
is to have Schroeder say he likes me.
Is that asking too much, Charlie Brown?
Well, I--
Put yourself in my shoes, Charlie Brown.
What would you do, huh?
What would you do?
Well, I--
If a person honestly likes a person
and lets that person know
that the person is liked by the other person,
wouldn't you agree that that person
would then express his true feelings
that he likes the other person?
Wouldn't he, huh?
Wouldn't he?
Perhaps I should be more reserved.
And by my actions only,
let Schroeder know my true feelings.
Well, thanks, Charlie Brown.
You've been a big help.
I'll try what you said on Schroeder.
Hi, sweetie.
"Sweetie"?
Look what I have.
If we were married, Schroeder,
I'd come in every morning with my feather duster
and I'd dust the top of your piano.
Then I'd dust the keys,
and then, just before I'd leave the room,
I'd lean over with my feather duster
and with a coy look on my face
I'd sort of go...
Kitchy, kitchy, kitchy.
Well...
Of course, we could always leave out
the "kitchy, kitchy, kitchies."
[SIGHS]
You don't like me, do you, Schroeder?
No, I never have liked you,
and I doubt very much if I ever will like you.
But we won't let that stand in the way
of our eventual marriage, will we?
I can't comprehend what you're saying.
Well, what I mean is,
when you and I get married, we'll--
No, I can't comprehend that.
I can't conceive of that ever happening.
[CLEARS THROAT]
You know, Schroeder?
If you ever wanted to lean over
and kiss me,
Good grief.
I mean, after all,
there's nothing wrong with a little kiss
between friends.
On the ear.
Why, how quaint.
How like a musician.
[SMOOCHES]
Ugh!
Argh!
[♪♪♪]
If the girls in Women's Lib
ever found out how I throw myself at that man,
they'd take away my life membership.
Most humiliating, of course,
was being kissed by-- By that dog.
I hate dog germs.
But I can't help myself.
I can't get Schroeder off my mind.
I've just gotta find some way
to make him realize that we're meant for each other.
[THUMP]
I just can't understand it.
I just can't think of another way
to get that dumb musician to notice me.
If my own natural beauty and intelligence
fails to make Schroeder pay attention to me,
I don't know what will.
[SMOOCHING]
Kiss? You mean give him a big kiss?
That's good advice.
It's a great idea.
[CLINKS]
Good grief.
Ugh!
I've been kissed by a girl.
Ugh!
I've been poisoned. Get some iodine.
Get some hot water.
Look out, everybody.
I'm gonna be crabby for the rest of the day.
I just don't know what to do.
I've tried everything,
and I can't get Schroeder to notice me.
Here comes Peppermint Patty.
She always seems to come up
with answers to problems.
Maybe she can help.
Hi, Sally. Hi, Lucille.
Lucille?
What's with you, Lucille?
You look down in the dumps.
Oh, she's trying to get Schroeder
to pay some attention to her.
Aha.
L'amour.
He's the kid who's always banging away at the piano,
right?
That's him, all right.
Hey, listen, Lucille.
I think I can solve your problem,
and you can help me at the same time.
The PTA is giving a big benefit,
and I'm supposed to line up talent.
Tell you what.
I'll fix it up so Schroeder
gets to make his professional debut.
That ought to make you a hero with him.
You mean it?
Just leave everything to me, Lucille.
You tell your loverboy that it's all set.
It'll be his first big break.
See you, Sally. See you, Lucille.
I've gotta tell Schroeder.
This is the start of my whole future.
This is the start of something big.
This is the first day of all my tomorrows.
This is it.
Guess what?
What?
What would you think of a person
if that person could do a great favor
for another person?
I would think he was a very nice person.
What would you think if I could have you perform
your old Beethoven in front of a huge audience?
What do you mean?
I, your loyal and faithful companion,
have arranged for your first recital.
I, your true believer,
have personally seen to it
that you will finally perform
before a live audience.
You have been signed up to play
for the PTA benefit show.
Really?
What do you think of that?
Well, that's very nice, Lucy. Thank you.
I'd better start practicing right away.
He said, "Thank you."
He said, "Thank you."
He said, "Thank you." Yay!
He said, "Thank you."
[GRUNTS]
He said, "Thank you."
He said, "Thank you."
Somehow I never quite know what's going on.
It worked, he said "thank you" to me.
That's great, Lucille.
Glad I could be of service.
Be at the auditorium this afternoon.
I've got it all set up.
Just think, it'll be the first time
he has performed Beethoven in public.
Oh, by the way, now that you mention it,
that Beethoven stuff is out.
This is going to be a rock concert.
I'm afraid old Beethoven won't fit the program.
What? But that's impossible.
You see, Beethoven is his hero and--
Oh, I'm sure he'll understand.
Just tell him to do something with a little jazz.
But you don't understand.
Oh, I'm sure you can handle it, Lucille.
Haven't got any more time to talk.
Just be sure he comes in with something good.
Just as long as it isn't Beethoven.
But he'll never...
Now what am I gonna do?
That Schroeder will never agree to this.
What's the matter?
It's terrible.
I have Schroeder lined up
for his first professional concert,
and now Peppermint Patty says he can't play Beethoven.
Good grief.
Hey, maybe we can get that combo together
we had once before.
Maybe we can convince Schroeder
it's okay to play some modern music.
What combo?
[HUMMING]
Not bad.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe it will work.
Maybe you're right. Maybe it will work.
Hey, Schroeder,
here's your combo for the concert.
Combo?
Who asked for a combo?
Blech.
You've gotta have some backing.
Aren't they great?
Well, thanks, Lucy,
but I don't need any backing.
Beethoven and I can handle it alone.
But, Schroeder, uh...
I-I just found out.
They won't allow Beethoven.
You'll have to play rock.
Rock? Me?
Play rock?
If that's the way they feel,
just tell them to forget it.
BOTH: Forget it?
[ALL YELL]
Yep, count me out.
But, Schroeder, you can't let us down.
The honor of the team is at stake.
This is our chance to prove
we can do something in the big time.
Schroeder, you can't do this to your old manager.
Pigpen, what about old Pigpen, your buddy?
Besides, this is your first concert,
your debut.
Can you let all your friends down?
All right, all right.
I don't want everyone to be upset.
What do I have to do?
Great.
Here's the music.
It's a little quieter than rock,
but maybe we can sneak it through.
Where do you want the amplifier?
Amplifier?
Hey, where do you plug in the piano?
Ugh!
What kind of piano is this?
No plug for the amplifier
Argh!
Some piano.
Ugh.
I've sold out.
Like everybody else, I've sold out.
[♪♪♪]
Sold out. I sold out.
There's no two ways about it.
I sold out.
The kids are depending on me,
and if I don't play they'll never forgive me.
But if I play rock,
I'll never forgive myself.
[SIGHS]
[INSTRUMENTS TUNING]
Okay, team, okay.
Settle down.
Soon as the maestro shows up, we'll play.
Okay, Schroeder,
you and the combo will be the first act
after the speeches.
No, I'm sorry.
I've given it a lot of thought.
I just can't go through with it.
What does he mean, Lucille?
I won't do it.
There comes a time when we have to take a stand.
A person just has to do the things he believes in.
I'm sorry, Patricia.
[ALL YELL]
This is terrible.
What will I do now?
The PTA is left without a program.
Don't worry, Peppermint Patty.
I have the solution.
[CHATTERING]
WOMAN: Ladies, ladies.
The meeting of the Coffee Lane School PTA
will please come to order.
PTA programs also come in spraycans.
We will entertain the motion to dispense
with the minutes of the last meeting.
Will the treasurer please give her report?
And now, here's the entertainment.
[SWING MUSIC PLAYING]
How come you never send me flowers?
Because I don't like you.
The flowers wouldn't care.
Beethoven never would have made it in Nashville.
What did you say? What do you mean,
Beethoven wouldn't have made it in Nashville?
Did he have the Nashville sound?
Huh? Did he?
Did he?
He probably wouldn't have made it
in New Orleans either!
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]